Martial Master

Chiyan Demon Lord stood proudly, speaking confidently, but his eyes revealed a cold and arrogant killing intent.

His words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

This left the crowd shocked, unable to believe their eyes as they looked at Qin Chen. Especially Dragon Zhentian and the others, their hearts trembled in disbelief—Qin Chen had enslaved a Demon Lord from the Demon Tribe years ago?

Yet, when Qin Chen had just entered the Ancient Yu Realm, his cultivation was even below that of a Martial Emperor. Years ago, he had only been a Martial King, and he was able to enslave such a powerful being from the Demon Tribe.

How could he have achieved that?

At this moment, everyone felt a sense of shock swirling within them.

"Chiyan, is what you said true?" The leader of the black-clothed men, Kuin, had a grim expression. If what Chiyan Demon Lord said was true, then the situation was serious.

Chiyan Demon Lord laughed ominously and said, "My lord, what I said is naturally true. If I’m not mistaken, not only should this Yongye Demon Lord be involved, but this senior Mokala should also have some connection with this kid."

These words caused even more shock.

Compared to Yongye Demon Lord, Mokala's status was evidently more special, being an ancient Demon from the Holy Temple of Heritage. How could he possibly have any connection with Qin Chen?

However, if the Skeleton Helmsman had already been enslaved by Qin Chen, then Mokala's suspicion would naturally increase, especially since Mokala's actions earlier had been somewhat strange.

"Mokala, what exactly is going on?" Gulas glared at Mokala, his eyes bursting with anger as an invisible wave of spiritual energy swept over.

"Utter nonsense." Mokala coldly snorted, glaring at Chiyan Demon Lord. Suddenly, his figure erupted as he transformed into a black cloud and swiftly approached Chiyan Demon Lord, a claw reaching out to grasp him.

With a loud roar, the dark claw descended like a heavenly curtain, threatening to tear Chiyan Demon Lord apart.

"How dare a mere Demon Lord create falsehoods and seek death."

Five sharp claws, each exuding a chilling black light adorned with magical patterns, instantly reached above Chiyan Demon Lord’s head.

Clang!

Chiyan Demon Lord seemed to have anticipated Mokala's move, and a quaint jade bottle appeared above his head. The jade bottle expanded, emanating a hazy aura that forcefully blocked the five claws.

Pfft!

However, the intense demonic energy still pierced through, sending Chiyan Demon Lord flying, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Mokala, who had consumed the Demon Fruit, was not something he could handle right now.

"What, are you angry that I exposed you? I was merely suspicious, but now I am certain that you have some connection with this human brat." Chiyan Demon Lord sneered menacingly.

"You seek death!"

Mokala was even angrier, killing intent boiling over as he charged again. This time, however, a shadow of magic flashed by—Gulas stepped in front of Mokala.

Boom!

The two terrifying auras clashed, creating a thunderous explosion that forced the crowd to retreat, their faces pale with shock.

"Mokala, stand down." Gulas shouted angrily, glaring at Mokala. "If Chiyan is not mistaken, why are you together with this Yongye Demon Lord? This Demon Lord should not belong to my Holy Temple of Heritage, right?"

In his impression, there was no such Demon in the Holy Temple of Heritage.

"Gulas, you don’t believe me?" Mokala roared.

Gulas's expression darkened, but he said nothing. In fact, he had begun to have doubts, not knowing whom to trust.

"It’s simple to make Senior Gulas believe. Since Mokala claims to be wronged, all Mokala needs to do is release his soul, allowing Lord Kuin and Senior Gulas to sense both of their soul powers and check for any anomalies. If there are no anomalies, we will believe you." Chiyan Demon Lord grinned sinisterly.

"You, a mere Mid-level Demon Lord, are not worthy of asking me, Mokala, to release my soul!" Mokala shouted angrily. He then turned to Gulas, fuming, "Gulas, we have guarded here for many years. How can you not believe me, Mokala, and instead trust these people? I ask you, if these people truly follow Lord Demon Sovereign’s orders, then why do they violate the ancient prohibitions of our clan and release the terrifying beings from this place?"